a/n: I know its been a couple of days, but honestly I was a bit stuck with this chapter... Anyway kudos to you all we hit over 6k readers which is still amazing to me, anyway about this chapter.
I am sure you may or may not have realized that the time stone has affected our character into going back in time to help the one and only Captain Marvel. So this chapter is a continuation of that.
Plot will continue soon, anyway enjoy the chapter feel free to comment and vote :))
y/n POV:
People say I am competitive, I say I am diligent and persistent. However my body disagrees, seeing it as a goal to loose more blood then Nat in the span of minutes, when we arrive at some secret SHIELD base, as soon as I step out of the van. I feel nauseous before my legs buckled giving way underneath me and forcing me to fall unconscious into the arms of Sam.
Safe to say I won..
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Waking up though, I jump as I am surrounded by this musty, dank smell. Looking around I almost scream "WHAT the hell is that!" I yell, looking at this green alien corpse. Not paying attention to the other men in the room, until Nick turns around "Ah look who decided to show up again, what your little no place like home move brought you back to us?" he asks. Eyes widening when I look at him, I raise my hands to my hair and start pacing. "No, no no I can't be here, not now" I mumble incoherently, fretting as this is not the time to be warped backwards in time.
Stilling, I close my eyes and take a breath in, reprimanding myself. For being so selfish, they need my help now, no use letting my worries get in the way; I tell myself. Blinking rapidly, I straighten up, stretching my neck and rolling my head. I breath out, forcing a placid smile and with a roll of my eyes I move to stand next to Nick. Peering over at the body, remembering the last time I was here, I was fooled by a skrull pretending to be Coulson
"This the skrull that pretended to be Coulson and shot at me?" I ask. He nods turning back around. The coroner looks at me for a moment before putting his hand straight back into the chest cavity of the corpse. The other man looks from Nick to me, "I'm sorry who the hell is she?" He ask. Fury turns to me trying to figure out what to say "She is my new intern, late of course but what do you expect, she's an intern" He says scoffing. The man unconvinced turns to me "And how did you just appear?" I wave him off and walk closer to the skrull corpse
"Whatever he runs on, it's not on the periodic table" The Coroner says, I scrunch my face up as I watch him dig around the chest cavity. "So you're saying he's not from around here" Fury says I turn at him with a raised eyebrow "Does he look like he is from around here?" I ask, to which he ignores but the other man points at me which I look at him un amused "seriously who is this women?" He asks.
"Hey how's your eye" The corner deadpans, looking at me amused, I chuckle. Fury takes the icepack off his eye and looks at the body "Well, I'd say fine. But it can't believe what it's seeing" Fury responds. "You said this thing looked like Coulson?" The other man asks, finally moving on from questioning me. I hum shrugging my shoulders as I poke the body "sounded like him too" I say. As he walks over to Fury
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